Too many things I need to do,
overwhelmed by reasons to live...

Remember to remind me,
it's tragically important you don't forget...

Falling into permanent nasuea,
a little blood, a couple lies...

Let's play a game,
just you and me...

My God, I haven't written this way in a long time.
Not in a long time, no, not me...

Little insomniac of a poet,
do your pretty tricks...

Little angel of a dreamer, don't you cry.
The monsters, they aren't really there...

Take these words and sail with me.
We'll bless this lovely water...

Dandilion, waving in the wind,
growing tall amongst the green green grass...

On the silent lillac breeze
comes the promise of sweet dreams...

Dark night, sky like dried blood,
Stars shimmering like shattered tears...

There's a breeze that blows in Nebraska,
it carries the smell of summer-filled rain...